Davey languished in a
state of obvious naiveté, not having ever experienced such a thing.
After all, six bucks an hour seemed a princely wage at a time when
not much in the way of meaningful remunerative work was otherwise
Why, then, would these idiots want to screw themselves out of a week’s pay – or worse?
If anyone had misgivings about striking, they had better keep a lid on it; you couldn’t walk out on the walkout. How ironic!
It would be shift work, Nut assured, with hastily assembled crews taking turns in useless activities, waving signs and hollering.